Redhawk Caldera The truth is, I prefer whiskey.

As much as she cared for Wraen, Towhee caught herself thinking some unkind things as the woman defended her relationship with Arcturus. Just like earlier, she kept them to herself. She knew her friend wasn't actually ignorant or selfish. These things were seriously complex and there were no easy answers. That was exactly why Towhee avoided romance altogether. Life was already complicated enough.

"Well, like I said, it's your business," Towhee replied, "and his. I hope you two are able to make it work out, somehow, so you're both happy." And she meant that genuinely. "You guys both deserve that: happiness, I mean." Man, now she was just getting sappy.

Laughing quietly at herself, the Sovereign changed tack slightly and offered, "Anyway, maybe @Chanel could help you guys scout out a place?" She was, of course, oblivious to the woman's recent abandonment. "All the interpersonal and sociopolitical drama aside, it'll be nice to have you in the 'hood," she stated, orange eyes dancing like flames.